Laura heard a light knock at the door, and the voice of a woman spoke right after. “It’s time for your bath, my lady.”
Laura struggled to lift her body up from the bed, the formalities seemed over the top for someone who’d been forced there against her will. “Come in,” her throat was dry from last night and there were goosebumps up her arm from cold. She hugged herself.
The young maid stepped in, she had short brown hair tied into two ponytails and a freckled round face. The scent of Leonardo and Laura’s s****l escapades filled the room, “Good morning, ma. I am Mildred,” she curtsied, her eye widening at the sight of Laura whose body was choking with Leonardo’s concentrated scent. ‘Well, that’s surprising. The king has marked a mate.’ She approached the bed to help Laura up, unaware tha
